Photographs (To Two Scots Lads) (Ivor Gurney Poems)
Lying in dug-outs, joking idly, wearily;Watching the candle guttering in the draught;Hearing the great shells go high over us, eerilySinging; ...
Lying in dug-outs, joking idly, wearily;Watching the candle guttering in the draught;Hearing the great shells go high over us, eerilySinging; ...
There's not a sound tonightI look out and am beatenIn my face by curious, white,Unexpected flakesOf snow in a daze ...
To the London Metropolitan PoliceToward the sun the drenched May-hedges liftWhite rounded masses like still ocean drift,And days fills with ...
Aveluy and New Year's eve, and the time as tenderAs if green buds grew. In the low West a slenderStreak ...
O may these days of pain,These wasted-seeming days,Somewhere reflower againWith scent and savour of praise.Draw out of memory all bitternessOf ...
When I am covered with the dust of peaceAnd but the rain to moist my senseless clay,Will there be one ...
The tiny daisies areNot anythingLess dear than the great starRiding in the west afarTo their Mistress Spring.Jupiter, the PleiadesTo her ...
Autumn that name of creeper falling and tea-time loving,Was once for me the thought of High Cotswold noon-air,And the earth ...
Dawn brings lovely playthings to the mind,But sunset fights and goes down in battle blind.The banners of dawn spread over ...
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